By The Virtual Idealist | LazyArt's Poetry | 28 Apr 2024
I pace back and forth
up and down this hall
my soul seeking its north
Step by step
and with every step
is a new step to procrastinate on
Truth is hard and sometimes
its nice to allow the lie to be kept
Music Loud, lungs full
just blowing clouds
and hiding from the crowds
I know this has no rhythm
Just a few tiny truths
But writing them down
it gives me a little boost.
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